Chapter 74 of 100

Chapter 74

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Chen Mo stood at the classroom door, took a deep breath, and firmly gripped the secret letter from his mother.

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Chen Mo, poised and ready, unleashed a powerful punch, causing a thunderous explosion.

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"Bang!" Chen Mo saw a palm full of deathly energy and a powerful aura that pushed his fist away, suddenly pressing against his chest.

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This was the moment he had been waiting for. In war, there is no room for deceit. Chen Mo feinted and then decisively kicked Xuan Yi, followed by a fierce punch.

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"Thunderclap Cannon"

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The punch hammered into Fang Yingzhuo's abdomen, sending him flying backward more than ten feet. Just as he landed on the suspension rope, he suddenly heard a series of faint crackling sounds.

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Snap!

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A dull sound of the steel cable breaking echoed.

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Fang Yingzhuo hadn't figured out what was happening when the suspension rope beneath his feet suddenly sagged, and he felt as if he were in a void. He saw Chen Mo holding a turtle, with a hint of mockery in his eyes, and one hand firmly gripping the suspension rope.

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At the same time, Li Yuan Kai and his companions, who had already walked several dozen feet away, felt the suspension rope beneath their feet suddenly sag, and their hair stood on end in terror.

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"The suspension rope has broken!" Li Yuan Kai's voice choked in his throat, and his feet already felt unsteady.

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In a split second of life and death.

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"Stop right there!" A clear and pleasant voice echoed from the sky.

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Everyone saw a vine covered with green leaves and roses whistling through the air. The vine instantly extended into two thick vines, which then grew branches like open hands, tightly gripping the suspension rope, continuously growing and wrapping around it. The two ends of the broken suspension rope were firmly tied, and then it was pulled taut.

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The sound of the vine under tension, "creak, creak," echoed as the suspension rope was pulled back to a straight position.

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"What, what is this skill?"

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Chen Mo was astonished by this mysterious and profound technique, which he had never seen before in his life. He had already prepared for how to survive after the suspension rope broke, originally intending to directly kill Fang Yingzhuo.

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He didn't expect such a sudden change.

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In a daze, a white figure flashed before Chen Mo's eyes, passing over his head. A strand of black hair brushed against his cheek, leaving a faint fragrance of orchids.

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The white-clad woman's flowing sleeves stirred a shocking aura, and the vine in her hand was stretched taut. At the broken end of the suspension rope, the vine grew fine branches, weaving a web-like structure to reconnect the broken parts. Her movements were light and graceful, like a white lotus blooming in a black pond, leaving people mesmerized.

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She spun and lightly touched the ground, standing tall and elegant where the vine had bound the suspension rope.

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Chen Mo, who was lying on the suspension rope, held his breath.

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Looking at the tall and elegant figure, whose face was somewhat unclear but exuded a radiant aura, he wondered how much cultivation it would take to perform such a feat. The mysterious skill seemed to carry the natural power of the universe.

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In Chen Mo's experience, her cultivation was probably on par with the Poison Guanyin, Ming Youlian, at least reaching the high stage of innate cultivation.

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Such a person could only be looked up to, looked up to.

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Chen Mo, who had just narrowly escaped Fang Yingzhuo's killing move, felt a sharp pain in his chest and quickly got up from the suspension rope. Fortunately, the Bright Mystic Qi in his body could suppress the mysterious and deadly energy, and the timely treatment from the Green Liquid reduced the pain.

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The Mystic Turtle Xiao Ba, shrinking back into an ordinary small turtle, looked at the ethereal white-clad woman with admiration. "Sister Fairy is so great, saving Big Brother in the moment of crisis. No, Little Big Brother~"

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As Fang Yingzhuo fell, he was also entangled by the vines, avoiding a fatal outcome. He was wrapped in the vines, trembling and still in shock.

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Seeing the suspension rope miraculously restored to a straight position, Li Yuan Kai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and sighed in relief. "I think I heard Master Mu's voice. Let's go see who dared to cut the suspension rope." They continued forward.

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"Fang Yingzhuo, as a disciple of Changchun Valley, don't you know the purpose and significance of the suspension rope?" The white-clad woman's voice was clear and pleasant, even when scolding, it sounded like a mountain stream, gentle and melodious.

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Fang Yingzhuo's internal organs seemed to be shattered, and he was in excruciating pain. He was dazed, envious, jealous, and harbored a hidden hatred. With a sudden surge of malice, he pointed at Chen Mo and accused him, "Master Mu, it was that boy who deliberately broke the suspension rope."

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The white-clad woman turned her head and looked at Chen Mo.

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The face of the Mystic Turtle Xiao Ba, full of admiration, suddenly twisted in shock. "Oh my god, the Fairy Sister has turned into a female demon..." Without a word, he quickly turned around and fled with all four limbs.

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At this moment, Chen Mo, who had finally seen her clearly, was not at ease. His heart skipped a beat, and his breath was stuck in his throat. His face changed rapidly, alternating between red, white, and black.

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Life is full of unexpected encounters, and once encountered, one becomes nervous.

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Poison Guanyin, Ming Youlian!

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Don't think that I won't recognize you just because you changed your dress.

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Chen Mo, shocked, amazed, and uneasy, covered half his face with his hand and lowered his head, hesitating whether to run immediately. He slightly turned his body, ready to flee at the slightest sign of trouble.

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What bad luck, to have barely escaped death at the hands of Ming Youlian, only to encounter her again after just a few days.

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"Master Mu, that boy is trying to run." Fang Yingzhuo shouted cunningly, further solidifying Chen Mo's guilt.

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Mu Lingwei, the youngest and most talented Fifth-Rank Alchemist in Changchun Valley, possessed extraordinary talent and insight, and her alchemy skills were unparalleled.

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Other alchemists might be able to refine the same level of elixirs, but the quality was far inferior to hers. Moreover, so far, no one in Changchun Valley could refine Fifth-Rank elixirs except for her. When she successfully refined several different Fifth-Rank spirit elixirs, it shocked all the elders in Changchun Valley.

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Even the royal family and the three major sects sent their core members to congratulate Mu Lingwei on her achievement, bringing a large number of gifts.

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Her achievement was not just unmatched by all the alchemists in Changchun Valley but was also a unique existence in the Great Feng Kingdom. Obtaining an elixir from her hands was a great honor. Many old alchemists with insufficient cultivation and poor alchemy skills would respectfully call her "Senior Sister Mu."

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Many disciples in their thirties and forties would respectfully call her "Senior Uncle Mu."

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Of course, there were also disciples in the valley who called her "Senior Great Uncle Mu."

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In terms of alchemy cultivation, she had already reached an unattainable peak. At her young age, she had already reached the Eighth Stage of Innate cultivation. Her main cultivation technique, the Ten Thousand Spirits Technique, could turn withered leaves green and make winter willows sprout. It could also grow a towering tree from a single seed in an instant. Combined with her elixirs, it could almost bring the dead back to life and regenerate flesh and bones, making her power terrifying and unimaginable.

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In the presence of such a person, Fang Yingzhuo had to suppress his arrogance and lower his head.

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As for Chen Mo, his fear and tendency to flee when he saw her were seen by Mu Lingwei as a sign of guilt.

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As soon as the fierce gaze of the female demon 'stared' at him, Chen Mo felt a chill and instinctively took a few steps back.

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"Stand still and explain yourself before you leave." Her clear and pleasant voice was like the ethereal sound of a fairy.

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A vine wrapped around Chen Mo's body, forcibly restraining him.

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Chen Mo slowly turned around, showing a smile that was more awkward than a cry, and looked at the familiar face in front of him, chuckling.

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The fleeing Mystic Turtle Xiao Ba, with a face full of sorrow, thought that the female demon's aura was too overwhelming. He didn't want to provoke her and end up as turtle soup. He took small, hesitant steps backward, shrinking his head and secretly glancing at Ming Youlian.

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As if to say, "Female demon, uh, no, Fairy Ming. Everything was done by my big brother Chen Mo, it has nothing to do with me. I am just a pure, kind, and cute little turtle."

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The vine tightened, and a hint of confusion appeared in Mu Lingwei's clear eyes. The man and the turtle in front of her looked as if they had seen a fierce ghost. It seemed as if they thought she would eat them. She had never seen them before, so perhaps she was too intimidating? She then softened her voice and said:

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"Why are you running? I just want to hear your explanation."

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Her gentle and pleasant voice was sweet and sticky, making Chen Mo feel as if he were basking in a warm breeze. There was no trace of the fierce and cold aura of a female demon. He was very surprised and thought to himself: Has the female demon changed her surname?

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It must be an act, definitely an act.

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At this moment.

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"Senior Uncle Mu, have you returned from gathering herbs?"

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The respectful voice carried a sense of awe and relief. Li Yuan Kai and the others bowed to Mu Lingwei.

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"Senior Uncle Mu? Did I see wrong?" Chen Mo muttered to himself, having heard people call her Senior Uncle Mu several times. He rubbed his eyes and saw that her face, with eyebrows like spring mountains and eyes like autumn water, was identical to that of the Poison Guanyin. He hadn't seen wrong! The only difference was her ethereal and graceful aura, like a fairy in a secluded valley, which was completely different from Ming Youlian. One had black hair and a white dress, while the other had dark green hair and a dark green dress. Could they be twin sisters with different surnames? Or was it just a coincidence that they looked so similar?

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He hoped it was the latter, otherwise, it would be a big trouble.

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Thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn't help but take a step forward to get a clearer look.

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"That boy broke the suspension rope." Fang Yingzhuo, seeing Li Yuan Kai and the others, seemed to have found support. Although Li Yuan Kai was not an alchemist, he had been trained in the valley since childhood and, under the unique resources of Changchun Valley, had already reached the Eighth Stage of Spirit Master.

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